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The Dedicated Driver
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The Dedicated Driver  phone rings 'Hello' 'Hello, it's me' 'Hello me, what can I do for you?'. 'Well erm ... would you like to be our Dedicated Driver?' 'erm... for you hen party, how many of you ?' 'Just six of us' Long silence, as he ponders the thought of spending the whole night and the early hours of the morning with six drunken Tweenies 'You will need the 'Anonybus' then ? The Anonybus is anything but anonymous, it is a shiny black Mercedes bus, with darkened windows, slightly lowered with front and back spoilers, extra large chrome wheeels, luxurious interior fittings, leather seats - eight of them, one of the best incar hi-fi systems possible, and it roars like a tiger. 'oh yes please, pretty please' 'Ok then Thursday before the wedding ? 'Yes' 'Mail me all the arrangements, and I'll do the contacting' He had known the bride and her younger sister since they were young, they were part of the general social crowd and sort of associated with the extremely large family he had married into. They were members of some of the same village clubs and he had taken them out for various youth activities along with his own , and had watched them grow up. When they were teenagers they were always flirting with him, and fancied him as youngers of their age do. As they became of age they had both blossomed into very attractive young ladies. The bride was 27 years old now and had been living with her boyfriend for years and had two small . The younger sister was a couple of years younger and had constantly changing boyfriends. Hen Parties in this part of the world are a bit different, the Bride to be and her bridesmaids and mates, all dress up, the bride in a costume bridial gown , the rest in their best 'pulling clothes', mostly looking as tarty as possible. Then they hit the bars and clubs, selling kisses, or some home made stuff, and generaly collecting money for the bride., and flirting with the boys. Normally they will get their drinks paid for and the Bar/ club normaly donates a bottle of champers or cheap sparkling wine. So he has the list of places they want to visit,and phones up first to make sure they will be welcome, and the bouncers will let them in, Most clubs are welcoming, especially if there is someone sober in the group to look out for them. Pick up time, The bride had a banner saying 'Tarts on Tour' that he managed to persuade her not hang on the bus. She was wearing a pure white basque, with a knee length lace skirt, made up of many layers of what looked like curtain material. Second stop, the younger sister wearing more of less the same as the bride, but with a much shorter skirt. He allowed her to persuade him to let her decorate the party bus inside and out with small multi-coloured fairey lights, pluged into the cigar lighter. Last stop, the remaining four girls alltogether waiting for them. All are wearing what they call their 'Bootie Dresses' Low neckline, tight fitting, extremly short dresses all of the same design but differnt colours, that just about covered their arses, and hold up white lace stockings, that clearly showed the<b> lacy </font></b>tops Their first port of call, was one of the local sports clubs, everybody knew they were coming so it was quite full, no incidents, , lots of drinking, and lots of kissing and tons of banknotes stuffed in their little collecting boxes. Lots of idiots telling him what a lucky bastard they thought he was for being with them, He did not share this opinion. Then first bar in the big city, bouncers waved them in after kissing all six of them. He sat at the bar, drinking very expensive coke, and the rest danced around for an hour or so. then another bar. This time two bottles of bubbly for the whole crew, lots of flirting, kissing and every one having a good time. Then on to the first club. It was around eleven pm, long queue at the door, bouncers at the ready, let us straight in, much to the annoyance of the others in the queue. There he lost sight of all of them for a while, as the place was crowded, the dance floor full, so he just sat at the end of the bar, then a barman gave him a glass of cheap sparkling wine. On his way back from the toilets he saw one of the girls getting a knee trembler in a dark corner, she waved, so everything all right. . Same story at the next club an hour or so later, when one of the bouncers approached him and told one of the girls needed looking after. He found the Maid of Honour, the younger sister looking the worse for wear and she asked him to take her back to the bus. he did. As he tried to lay her across the seats, she threw her arms around him and pulled him close to kiss him, they exchanged tongue kisses as she was trying to undo his trousers, he slid his hand up her leg, and gently brought her off. He had hoped that would do, but no, Let me suck you' she said . He did and loved it, 'Put it in me' .He did that too, with her legs in the air he pounded her, and she rode his cock untill she came, and rode it some more untill she came again. Suddenly all the lights in the car park came on, someone was coming, he jumped out the bus, straighted himself up, pulled her out of the bus, lit two cigarettes as the rest of the girls approached. It was now about one thirty am, one more stop the bride said , then off to a very exclusive dance club, where both girls were well known. He was able to park right outside the door, and they were ushered in. More bubbly. The girls were all dancing , and he got lumbered at the bar with a thirty something very drunk lonely heart. She soon got bored of him , and left with some very strange looking muscleman. one of the girls later said she saw them screwing in the ladies toilets. At about 4 o clock the bride said 'Time to go' , they were all very drunk and very tired, so off they went. On the forty five or so minuets drive back, the girls were bragging about their conquests, the bride and her sister joined in the fun , but revealed nothing. each of the other four girls got screwed in some dark corner or other or in the toilets, one of the four got screwed in every place they visited, she seemed very proud of herself. First he dropped off the sister, and escorted her to her door, they kissed, and he ran his hand up her leg, pulled her thong to one side, and brought her off again. When he returned he had to run the gauntlet of bad taste comments about quickies on the door step. One by one one he drove each girl home, a quick kiss from each and a grope on their bums, untill only the bride was left. They chatted amicably in the ten minuets untill he reached her house. She threw her arms around him kissed him and thanked him, and then another hug, she pressed herself against him and he flelt his cock twitch: 'Come in for a while ' she said, 'I don't want to be alone' 'No hubby' 'No he's staying at the best mans house, and the are with grandma.' She went off to the bathroom, returned and said ,'Help me with this' He undid the basque and her small breasts poped out , she returned to the bathroom , showered and returned wearing a long silky dressing gown. She sat on his lap, put her arms around him , kissed him then whispered in his ear, ' You do know we have always fancied you' 'Yes but I thought by now you would have got over it' She took his hand and put it on her breast, 'Not yet' She said He instinctively tweaked her nipple, she sighed, and said 'make love to me' She led him by the hand to the bedroom, 'You are getting married later today' 'I know, my last chance, take me' He did not quiet follow the logic of that , but kissed her passionatly. They caressed each other, licked each other, and for the first time in years had soft passionate lovemaking. No rush, just gently thrusting and her receiving. He took her in varing positions, until he felt him self coming, He turned her over into the doggy postion. And gently 'Said, come for me while I come inside you, he placed her hand on her vergina, and then let go and took her hard and fast, she came first, 'Don't stop' he said and then she exploded again on his cock, the feel of the warm cum on his helmet was all he take, and he let go inside her. They kissed and cuddled for what seemed hours, untill she fell asleep. He gently got out of bed, showered and left the house. He arrvied home just before six o' clock, his wife was still sleeping. She awoke him at midday, 'Two hours then we have to be at the registry office' 'What time did you get home?', 'Oh five or so,' he lied 'I hope you behaved yourself? 'Of course I did,' then adding laughingly 'Well I had to give the Bride and the Maid of Honour one didn't I ' 'Oh that's all right then' she laughed. At the registry office a small crowd had gathered, the bride and grooms parents, god parents, a few friends and favorite uncles and aunties, about 25 or so people. The ceremony was pleasent and they all went of to a local restaurant where a nice buffet had been prepared. A few short speeches, and an embarrasing (for him )'Thank You' from the groom for looking after the girls, and an even more gushing tribute from the bride. The party slowly broke up a few hours later. The Big Day. The following day was the church wedding, everyone in their finery, the bride looking absolutly gorgeous, ( He wished he could have fucked her again then and there) The Maid of Honour smiling and winking at him as they all walked down the aisle. Later for the formal reception in a big old coaching house restaurant a few miles deeper into the countryside. Halfway though the night, the Bride is 'Kidnapped', an old tradition here, the bride runs off with a few friends without the main party seeing them. The bride will then go to a few pubs/bars /discos etc, have drinks, them move on. The poor groom after noticing the bride has gone then attempts, with many members of the party to find her, so to goes crawling all the local watering holes untill he finds her. The groom also has to pay for all the drinks consumed by the bride and her friends!. He is suddenly pulled out of his seat by the Maid of Honour and the four girls from the hen night, 'Come on the bride has gone, we have to find them, we need your bus' He waves (pretending to be helpless) to his wife, and she waves and laughs back. In the car park, the 'Tarts' have all jumped into other cars and he was left alone with 'Lil Sis' 'Don't worry, no need to hurry, I know where to find them, we have an hour' he drove off and she then directed him onto a forest road, that led to a clearing. 'Been here before have you; I don't know this one?' 'Oh Yes, many times' she said. He got out of the bus, opened the sliding passinger door, put up all of the arm rests, pressed a button, and the first row of passengers seats slowly reclined. She jumped back in the bus layed down and spread her legs, they kissed, he went straight for her pussy, she came almost straight away. 'Lick me' she said 'eat me' he obliged by sucking on her clitorus, while fingering her pussy, almost instinctively placed a wet finger on her tight little arse, she pushed herself down on it, and she was bucking away and then came, and as he didn't stop, then again. He then jumped on top of her and slid straight in and fucked her hard and fast, she responded well and came again. Her phone peeped, 'WotsAp' messages from the other girls , where they were and no bride etc, 'Do you like anal ?' she innocently said 'Erm yes , but mostly giving, you'? 'Oh yes, my boyfriend is too clumsy not had it for ages' Without further ado, he lifed her legs right up , put her ankles on his shoulders, and entered her pussy, thrusted a few times, and then pulled out , and she guided his cock to the spot, He pushed in gently , she too, once it was in she began riding it. 'Bring yourself off with your fingers' she did ramming her pussy, and fondling her clit, she soon came, and then again. he fliped her over on her hands and knees, and rammed it straight back in. 'I can't come anymore ' she said 'Just fill me up' He did. They cleaned themselves up with some wet wipes , rearranged the seats, and drove off to the end destination, where the Bride should be. They arrived first, so ordered a bottle of sekt, the Bride arrived a few minuets later, the groom ten minuets, and the rest of the gang followed. They stayed untill about 3 am, the party was still going strong, by the time they got home, his wife was asleep, he half carried her up the stairs into the house, and deposited her on the bed, she fell back to sleep immediately. The following morning they had their normal Sunday Morning session . Over the following few months The Maid of Honour sent him texts, and they met in the studio, about once a week, he took pictures, And taught her how to teach her boyfriend to do anal, with out hurting her, or being clumsy. After she got a new boyfriend, things died off. There was one more adventure with the bride and the groom together, but all promised to keep that a secret until death, so will never be told. Yes , the Bride and Maid of Honour had more or less planned the events of the hen night, but he didn't find out for sure, although he had suspected it, untill a few years later.) |
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